Huayu: Starting from joining the mainstream entertainment industry in 96

Chapter 444, Section 442: Good News from the Delivery Room
Inside the waiting hall of Los Angeles International Airport, outside the huge glass curtain wall lies California's ever-present, scorching sun and clear skies.

Wearing sunglasses and dressed casually, Wang Sheng was no different from the other travelers rushing around. Only his assistant standing solemnly beside him and the bodyguard with a wary look in the distance hinted at his unusual identity.

Zhao Jingsong stood opposite him.

Zhao Jinsong made a great contribution to the "stand-up comedy" reverse marketing strategy he proposed during the North American promotion of "Kung Fu Soccer". He was promoted to director of the international business department of Shengying Media and has now been entrusted by Wang Sheng with the important task of expanding the territory.

"Jingsong, I'm entrusting the entire SAW project to you."

Wang Sheng’s calm tone carried an undeniable weight: “Remember a few points: First, register an independent film production company in Los Angeles as soon as possible. You can decide the name, but it must fully comply with US law. Legally speaking, it must not have any direct equity relationship with Shengying Media and must be a genuine ‘American company’.”

Zhao Jingsong focused his attention and nodded emphatically: "Understood, Mr. Wang. I will find the best lawyers to ensure that the company structure is clear and compliant with laws and regulations. This company will be the sole producer and copyright holder of the 'SAW' project."

“That’s right.” Wang nodded approvingly. “That’s the key. We need to use the ‘American-made’ label to avoid interference from certain non-market factors that may arise in the future, and also to reduce concerns when the new line is launched.”

"Secondly," Wang Sheng concluded, "the distribution agreement with Newline should be executed according to the previously agreed framework. They will handle global distribution, while we will retain full copyright. You and the legal team should keep a close eye on all the details. If you encounter any difficult decisions, contact me directly."

"Please rest assured, Mr. Wang! I will definitely handle things well and won't let you down!"

Zhao Jinsong straightened his back, feeling the heavy burden on his shoulders, but even more so, a sense of pride in being trusted.

He knew that this was not only Wang Sheng's first foray into Hollywood, but also a major test of his personal abilities.

If you do well, your future will be limitless; if you mess it up, you may never have such an opportunity again.

Wang Sheng patted him on the shoulder, said nothing more, and turned to walk towards the VIP passage surrounded by his assistant and bodyguards.

Placing the Saw franchise, a future cash cow and the originator of horror film IPs, in a US subsidiary was a well-considered decision.

This was both to avoid potential policy and cultural risks and to plant a seed of the "Shengying Group" in Hollywood.

This chess piece may seem insignificant now, but given time, it may bring unexpected rewards.

……

The plane soared into the sky, crossing the Pacific Ocean.

Time flew by and it was now August 7, 2002.

A discreet black minivan picked him up directly from the airport and took him to a secluded seaside villa in Yalong Bay.

When we met Gao Yuanyuan, she was walking slowly in the garden with her huge pregnant belly, being supported by Zhang Xiulan and her mother.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone on her much rounder face, radiating a maternal glow.

When she saw Wang Sheng suddenly appear, she was first stunned, then her eyes lit up with surprise. She wanted to walk over quickly, but Wang Sheng stopped her with a look.

"Slow down." Wang Sheng stepped forward to support her, his tone gentle to the point that he himself didn't realize.

"Why did you come so suddenly? You didn't even tell me beforehand." Gao Yuanyuan nestled beside him, her voice filled with dependence.

"I came over as soon as I finished my work. How are you?" Wang Sheng put his arm around her waist, feeling her heavy weight.

"It'll be in the next few days. The doctor said I could go into labor at any time." Gao Yuanyuan stroked her belly, her face a mixture of anticipation and nervousness. "Sometimes the kicks are really strong; it feels like two naughty little ones."

Wang Sheng walked a few steps with her on the beach, listening to her ramble on about the trivialities of her pregnancy, her medical records, and her various speculations about the future... He wasn't impatient; he just listened quietly. For the next two days, Wang Sheng hardly left the house, staying in the villa to handle some company matters that required his decision, while spending most of his time with Gao Yuanyuan.

They listen to music together, watch lighthearted movies and TV shows, or do nothing at all, just sit on the terrace facing the sea and watch the tides rise and fall.

Gao Yuanyuan's emotions were noticeably calmer, and she often had a satisfied smile on her face.

Late at night on August 8, 2002, the 8th day of the sixth lunar month, just after the beginning of autumn.

The villa was completely silent, except for the tireless sound of the waves crashing against the shore.

Around 1 a.m., Gao Yuanyuan suddenly felt a series of intense contractions, and her water broke.

The villa was instantly illuminated, and the well-trained medical team sprang into action. Wang Sheng was also awakened; he stood outside the delivery room in his pajamas, listening to Gao Yuanyuan's suppressed cries of pain, his brow furrowed slightly.

Although he had experienced many trials and tribulations, waiting for the birth of his child was a first for him, a strange emotion mixed with anticipation and a little helplessness that filled his heart.

Zhang Xiulan also rushed over, her face showing both worry and anticipation. She clasped her hands together and muttered something under her breath, seemingly praying for the blessing of some bodhisattva.

Time passed second by second, and the sounds inside the delivery room rose and fell.

Wang Sheng didn't sit down, but stood by the window, gazing at the pitch-black sea outside, with only the distant lighthouse's beam of light sweeping rhythmically across the surface.

Finally, at 2:21 a.m., a loud baby's cry broke the silence of the night.

A moment later, the nurse came out carrying a swaddled baby, a joyful smile on her face: "Congratulations, Mr. Wang, it's a boy! Mother and child are safe and sound!"

Wang Sheng stepped forward and looked at the wrinkled, red little guy. He was crying loudly with his eyes closed, full of vitality.

Before he could examine it closely, another noise came from the delivery room, followed by another slightly weak cry.

The head nurse personally carried out the second swaddled baby, her smile even brighter: "Mr. Wang, congratulations again! It's twins! A little boy and a little girl! Miss Gao is in great shape, and the children are both very healthy!"

Twins... Although I was mentally prepared, the double joy and shock I felt when I actually saw the two little lives was still intense.

Zhang Xiulan was already crying tears of joy. She leaned over to look at her two grandchildren, repeatedly saying, "Good, good, so good! A son and a daughter, a great blessing!"

Wang Sheng carefully took his older brother from him. Once the boy was in his arms, his crying subsided a little, and he moved his head slightly.

Then he looked at his younger sister. The little girl was more delicate than her brother, and her cries were soft, like a kitten.

……

After everything was arranged, Wang Sheng was allowed to enter the delivery room to visit.

Gao Yuanyuan's face was pale, and her sweat-dampened hair clung to her forehead, but her eyes were unusually bright, filled with exhaustion and happiness after completing a great feat.

“Do you see? Our child…” she said weakly.

“I see, they’re all healthy.” Wang Sheng sat down by the bed and took her hand. “Thank you for your hard work.”

Gao Yuanyuan shook her head: "It's worth it."

(End of this chapter)